Seeing how seriously A-Cheng was taking notes, Xinhai did not hold back. He told him everything he knew about techniques suited to A-Cheng's Pokémon, as well as training methods that did not require many resources.
From how a Pokémon could use its tail to quickly shift its body, to how Beedrill could use differences in altitude to create attack angles—he explained every point in detail, sometimes even pausing to wait for A-Cheng to finish writing before continuing.
After finishing his final note, A-Cheng reluctantly closed his notebook and carefully slipped it back into his pocket. Then he looked up at Xinhai, his face carrying a bright, sincere smile:
"Big Brother Xinhai, thank you. What you just told me is far more useful than anything I've figured out on my own during this time."
"You're welcome." Xinhai waved a hand. "The fact that you can take it in and are willing to write it down is one of your strengths. Just keep moving forward with that same determination."
A-Cheng nodded, then lowered his head to glance at his worn notebook again, as if confirming that it was still safely in his pocket. Then he looked up, his voice filled with eagerness:
"Big Brother Xinhai, come home and have lunch with me! The last time you came looking for me, I wasn't home and couldn't properly host you. You can't leave this time."
Xinhai looked at the sky upon hearing that—the afternoon sunlight was filtering through gaps in the canopy, and it was indeed almost lunchtime.
"Sure." He smiled. "Sorry for the trouble."
Seeing Xinhai agree, A-Cheng was delighted. He led A-Dou and Xinhai back in the direction they had come from, his steps noticeably lighter than before.
Raticate followed at his feet, jogging along with his trainer's pace. Beedrill buzzed into